Take and name your poison that which destroys it also feeds into the flame you desire on you knees so I raise the fire in praise cutting up into pieces seperating where we stand emptiness doesn't want emptiness bleeding the wounds so they won't heal like cold dreary skies where nobody's all you'll feel cutting up into pieces separating where we stand emptiness doesn't want emptiness bleeding the wounds blindness is the perfect sight for tears and blood but words didn't come tears and blood not willing to forget it not getting cannot lose not losing wil not suffer shrouded in ignorant inhability to think clearly as words scatter to the winds of nothing dust bleeding the wounds not willing to foget it not getting do not lose not losing will not suffer as your pushing on for the interstate pushing blood through these veins going down the uphill of despair up ahead but first pay the toll from lint pockets and three day old thoughts stagnant in pondering which way the sould leads take and name your poison that which destroys...